The need for new experience burns brightly
gummed into these walls daily and nightly.
I think back to my great escapes
first road-trip blown interstate -
like a loose leaf.
Thrilled like a thief
cutting open his first safe, hoping for something good,
but okay if it's just a cheap bobble of simple wood.
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